An incessant theme I see with these dystopic novels is that of abstinence and romanticism. As to say hedonism is the default setting of freedom and inAn incessant theme I see with these dystopic novels is that of abstinence and romanticism. As to say hedonism is the default setting of freedom and in the proper doses should not just be tolerated, but adored. We fight for such "freedoms." The freedom to be jealous, stubborn, selfish, narcissistic, capricious, and irresponsible. Spoken like a child.
While sitting down for lunch with some associates I worked with, but only knew in passing, we strike up a conversation. I impart a tidbit of anecdotal statistical knowledge from my readings into physiological studies and my coworker says to me, "Is that your thing? You a science buff or something?" And since already I realized I wont be ever having a conversation with her again, I nod my head and finish my salad. She later lies about me in order to instigate problems with my boss.
My husband is at work when a client from Ecuador comes in. They immediately hit it off speaking in Spanish while his coworkers gawk in the background. Later one of them says, "But can you speak Hillbilly?" He's the same jerk who calls him a faggot and causes him to loose his job.
Although America loves to pride itself on being a melting pot of ideas and people they are really the most xenophobic. In defining an individual in a designated stereotypical demographic only then can people feel comfortable. You cant play the piano and be big on football. You cant love mixed martial arts and also attend the ballet. You cant be a talented artist and straight.... period. And yet, America continues to push these lies of not just individuality, but hyper independence as a default setting of our military industrial complex. Every injustice, every form of bad luck, every reward is born out of an entitlement of your own creation. Everything requires ownership of your own responsibility and therefore all failure is your own as well. To be "divergent" is to go against the grain, to rebel against society's groupings, the status quo, a very American concept that is anything but.
No kidding. People should be multi-faceted. Human history dictates this. We should have many varying likes and dislikes that do not define us nor box us in to a specific group. When Galbraith spoke of the Affluent Society, he spoke of the horrors of political typecasts. To believe something on one issue immediately dictates a slew of other leanings. We take it a step further. All races, all cultures, all sexual orientations and oral fixations generate images designated for specific groups and categories. Why? Because someone told you so.
These factions, like the recent districts of the Hunger Games, (or the Greek alphabet groupings of Brave New World) really struggle to distinguish a general grouping over race, class, and creed, and simplify our perspective of bias for us, but fail miserably, falling into the trappings of referring to certain people as poor or needy anyway. Even the writers themselves cant seem to stick to their motifs.
I found this book terribly boring. Oftentimes my mind would wander. Quite possibly because the writer has such an obvious lack of depth and personal experience that I couldnt relate. It reads like a teenager's nightmare rather than an actual world, replete with the limited scope of what it means to actually be "dauntless."
Bravery, whether defined by those in a gang, a mafia, a guerrilla militia or a nation's standing army is very different, but they tend to stand the test of time building on tradition's seen effective. Otherwise they too would perish. But Tris' "initiation" is a montage of crudely pasted ideas better crafted by my ten year old niece. Its like an urban Lord of the Flies. Pathetic.
Its all ridiculous. Four, the dark, handsome, mysterious love interest of Tris is an insipid drill instructor. Its way too predictable for this frigid teacher's pet to fall for the teacher. And excuse me, but how is it that everyone is getting in such fabulous shape in only a few days time? I know this is fantasy, but seriously? Learning how to fire a weapon, throw knives, and fight arent things you can just "pick up." Sure some Jews survived by jumping off the moving trains leading to the camps, but that isnt some cue that this is a valid means of dismounting. People die from jumping off moving trains or get pretty beat up even when you know what your doing, but these stupid kids do it all the time? Are all the adults dead or something?
If this were a dream within a dream, some teenager's twisted nightmare about high school then I suppose it would be interesting to the schoolmates tagged, but no, this is very un-imaginative.
When I finished reading Hunger Games back in 2012 and was recommended this crap I figured it was nothing more than a knockoff. It was only after a media blitz and many readers looking to fill the void after Kathiss Everdeen's conclusion that it received such a strong following. My original assessment still stands how many wasted pages later.
To say I relate would be a huge understatement. I really want to be supportive of the offspring to these well meaning, classically educated liberal feTo say I relate would be a huge understatement. I really want to be supportive of the offspring to these well meaning, classically educated liberal feminist artists of which I adore. I would like nothing more than to advocate their entire world view by recommending the ramblings of their well nurtured children as they too trudge along on their quest to justify their existence and find themselves for themselves. I like to think of myself as open-minded. Even though there is a ghast plethora of similarities in our upbringings our outlooks are very different. I try very hard to see the world from other people's perspectives and spent a great deal of my life purposely embracing the dirt, dust, and grit of other people's lives. It is in our darkest hours that our true character is tested and life lessons are learned. I do not enjoy passing judgements, but since the writer herself expresses such a willing abandon towards ladylike decency and self-respect and undoubtedly would pass blanket judgements towards me (frowny face) there really is no way I could top her own decadent negativity and unwillingness to gain any semblance of maturity. I shall begin her reckoning only after completing 80% of her story as I can already sense to continue is erasing my ability to craft well formulated sentences.
This is not a self help book anymore than it is a confession, but rather the private diary of an overpriviledged, neurologically underdeveloped, manic depressive, alchy baby. All intelligence she possesses is a sort of miming forced cleverness born out of incessant pop culture saturation from as early on as the womb. It contains all the raw lack of eloquence & insight to be shelved with your alternative paper for your compost toilet. The brevity of decent vocabulary coupled with the profane & grotesque fluidity of a live action version of Chuck Palaniuk's character Madison makes you raise an eyebrow and wince nearly simultaneously from paragraph to paragraph. "Little Lena from SoHo" it doesnt take guts to try to "shock and awe" your readership in such a way that results in a forgiving nature towards condescension, sexual "liberation", bulimia, and subconscious suicidal tendencies. Nor does it excuse your attempts at vilifying "other political orientations" through the subliminal association of conservative republican views and rape. Inevitable inherited success while having a proclivity towards laziness, and an indulgence in hedonistic tendencies is not a well earned testament of being right in your beliefs or your actions. No one of your past who "wronged you" is reading this gobbled tell all and now coming to new conclusions as to their behavior towards you. No one is having epiphanies that will lead them to run to your home in the rain professing between sobs, "Please forgive me, Lena! I like..... totally like.... see it your way now." This paper printed blog, this extension into the graffiti of this new feminist de-mystique, this whining mistake, hopefully acts as a catharsis for her. Maybe now she can put her past to rest, reach a point of maturity as to how best to handle her future entanglements and live a more fruitful tranquil life. But why does she need to make it so very public other than to vindicate her own guilt, regret, and narcissism? And to help justify our own personal shitty backwards behavior as well? When in Rome right? No. Just no....more
I get it. Everyone with a deadbeat father would love to believe there was a good bloody excuse for why he abandoned you. Are you willing to read thisI get it. Everyone with a deadbeat father would love to believe there was a good bloody excuse for why he abandoned you. Are you willing to read this entire book to work out your daddy issues in a fantastical americana hippie matrix?
I am not a professed Gorist, follower and worshipper of the great omnipotent Albert A. Gore, but I do greatly respect the man when I find myself in boI am not a professed Gorist, follower and worshipper of the great omnipotent Albert A. Gore, but I do greatly respect the man when I find myself in bouts of regret over my socialist liberal bourgeoisie abandonment. I listened on audiobook, like a daughter read to sleep by her Dad. I take comfort in his words and their insight, but they do not fuel action. For that I am dissapointed....more
Pretty simple. You must be some sort of religious wacko fringe nutjob (or a criminal) if you think a cashless society is the end of freedom. Sadly soPretty simple. You must be some sort of religious wacko fringe nutjob (or a criminal) if you think a cashless society is the end of freedom. Sadly so few have a firm grasp of the entirety of human history that they don't even realize that our way of life today, this military industrial complex, is a very new thing and his argument holds no water. The majority of human history was spent as hunters/gatherers where all monetary systems were irrelevant. This becomes new information to readers along with all other tidbits he provides. And even at the cradle of civilization to now, which makes only the last 5%, the beginnings of the domestication of animals and putting seed to soil, the majority of us thought nothing of sharing our food with the minority of politicians, priests, guards and militia that ran our governments and kept us safer, mentally, physically & spiritually so. Then came industry. Like the length of the MMA Sport promising to give us a "no holds barred option," but instead it comes around flipping over all our cultural norms since the beginning of time, like the biological need for mothers to be mothers, the respect & honor once held with such a position and men required to be actual men, the single breadwinners of a nuclear family household, to love through protection and fulfilling needs. Although a single world government is inevitable just like the morphication of one slave economy for another, we can decide what kind of new system we will have. Designing systems that do not even anticipate the possibility of new infinite energies and create the necessity of "have & have nots" is a bit of a problem. Unfortunately the big picture is not addressed here. Just old arguments by new robots shooting the crap in Starbucks. Next!...more
Obviously this is written by someone who barely passed Econ 101 or Media/Marketing History core coursework for his bach's degree. Its a shame that soObviously this is written by someone who barely passed Econ 101 or Media/Marketing History core coursework for his bach's degree. Its a shame that so few journalist today have received a decent classical education in order to understand what is research, what is analysis and what is valuable literature. I almost expect to find a "free" copy of this book in the waiting room when I go in for my very costly root canal. This book tries to convince you not to fear the free. If you just came off reading Shell's Cheap as I have then thats not possible. You know that free always cost someone, just not someone you particularly care about living often on the other side of the planet. Read the Moneyless Manifesto and at least its the sort of free towards things that can have meaning like food, shelter, clothing, healthcare and education. Save your time and instead take your grandmother to the movies or treat her to dinner. At least she can share what the Great Depression was like. p.s. And the digital copy blows....more